Rebirth of Super God Takeaway

Chapter 90 Going further and further on the road of alchemist (please recommend! Please collect!)
Unknowingly, Jiang Heng felt that he was going further and further on the road of "alchemist".

But he is also very helpless!

In order to make up for the first lie ever told, countless lies must be used later to cover up the truth of the fact.

After all, there is absolutely nothing to say about the system.

Jiang Heng still understands the principle of "people's hearts are separated from their belly".

At this time, Xia Qingyu finally recovered from the state of shock.

She stared at a pair of beautiful big eyes, looked suspiciously at Jiang Heng and said, "A pharmacist? I don't have much practice, so don't lie to me. Our [Shan Yao Sect] is one of the best pharmacist sects in the entire cultivation world. But your skill, don’t say I’ve never heard of it, I’ve never even seen it before.”

While talking, Xia Qingyu stretched out her onion fingers, took out a big meat bun with a faint green light, and continued: "This... uh, friend of the Sheep God Lord. If you talk about these aura foods, all of them are short-lived by you. If you refine it in time, then your level of refining medicine is definitely [-] times stronger than my dad who is in the sixth-grade sky-peeping realm. Then the question comes, I would like to ask the sheep god, where did you learn from? ?”

Jiang Heng was taken aback by Xia Qingyu's words.

He knew that a lie was a lie after all, and it couldn't stand scrutiny at all.

Especially in the current situation, when I met an expert directly...

This is really a headache story that people don't know how to explain.

Continue to come up with the same rhetoric from the ancient cultivation world?

What if the "expert" in front of me finds out again?
At that time, Jiang Heng didn't know what excuse to think of to justify himself.

Jiang Heng stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, his face full of depression: "Well, Fairy Qingyu, don't worry about it anymore. Regarding my origin, let me think about it before... uh, no, it's... ugh, It’s a long story. Haven’t you been hungry for three days? Let’s eat something first.”

Jiang Heng planned to change the subject.

Maybe after Xia Qingyu had enough to eat and drink, when she was happy, she would forget about this little scum of her own?
"That's right." Xia Qingyu nodded, looking at the aura-smelling big meat bun in her hand, her eyes were crescent-shaped with joy.

"Tsk tsk, spiritual energy food, I've never had it before, it looks delicious."

Xia Qingyu raised her head, opened her mouth to the limit, and was about to stuff the big meat bag in her hand.

But she suddenly noticed a strange gaze coming from her side, and her hands froze.

In the next second, Xia Qingyu's pretty face blushed, and she said softly, "Well, fellow Taoist sheep, right? Why don't you get out of the car and take a walk for a while, and then come up after I finish eating? But fellow Taoist, please don't Let's go, I still have something I want to ask you, Fellow Daoist."

Jiang Heng also felt that the interior space of the Beetle was too small.

It's really not a good look to stay here with a beautiful female monk whom you meet for the first time, and have to watch people have lunch.

Jiang Heng nodded: "Alright then, fairy, I'll wait for you under the car, just call me when you get well soon."

With that said, Jiang Heng opened the co-pilot's door and got out of the car.

And this wave of high-speed food delivery incidents also made Jiang Heng make a small discovery.

It seems that the farther the distance, the more favorable points you get in the end.

You know, a sixth-grade monk like Senior Lingxi can only give a maximum of about 3000 praise points once a gift.

But after running more than 400 kilometers and delivering food to Xia Qingyu, a third-rank monk, he earned nearly 5000 praise points.

It seems that the system is not rigid.

Knowing that the farther you run, the higher the "fuel consumption", so naturally you have to give more "gas money".

Of course, Jiang Heng would not say anything more about this, on the contrary he was very flattered.

……

At the same time, Qingping Province, Luojia Mountain.

There is a team of fully armed medical personnel in white chemical protective suits appearing here.

In their hands are various precision instruments.

Some are constantly spraying the air with inexplicable liquids, and some are squatting on the ground to collect unknown specimens...

On the back of their chemical protective suits, the words "Thanh Binh Provincial Center for Disease Control and Prevention" were uniformly written.

Obviously, regarding the terrible "plague" that broke out in Thanh Binh Province, the root cause of the epidemic has been locked by the "bricks".

I have to say that sometimes the so-called "brick house" is a bit level.

However, for this man-made disaster that is obviously not a natural disaster, will the "bricks" really find something here?
……

And the other side.

Under the towering ancient tree on the top of Luojia Mountain, in the base camp of [Hundred Soul Gate], the Soul Sovereign looked at a pitch-black cauldron in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Damn it, the number of human souls is not enough? But the ancient book said that it is 99. Could it be..."

The confused Master Soul took out a slightly damaged ancient book bound in thread from his arms.

He turned to one of the pages about the introduction of "Human Soul" and read it carefully.

This look is more than ten minutes.

Sect Master Hun "eats" every word thoroughly, and finally matches the thoughts in his heart.

Carefully closing the ancient book in his hand, a trace of gloom gradually appeared on the face of Sect Master Hun.

"Thousands of calculations have been made, and it has not been calculated that this era of lack of aura and ancient times cannot be confused at all."

"In ancient times, spiritual energy was extremely abundant. Even if ordinary people cannot practice, the body and life soul that have been soaked in spiritual energy for a long time are still very powerful."

"And now...the 99 life souls I have hunted are not even one percent of what they were in ancient times?"

"If you put it this way, wouldn't I still have to hunt for 1000 life souls?"

Thinking of this, the gloom on Sect Master Hun's face deepened a bit.

The 99 souls he collected three days ago have all died today.

The sensation this caused in the secular world can be described as overwhelming.

From the morning until now, the news media have been making a fuss about this matter.

Go out to hunt for souls at this juncture?
If you think about it with your toes, you can tell that this is simply seeking death.

And the power of the secular world is not terrible.

The scary thing is the monks who claim to be decent.

Before his miraculous powers were fully accomplished, Sect Master Hun didn't want to be found out, so he stayed in Luojia Mountain in Qingping Province.

Although he wouldn't necessarily suffer if a fight really started, after all, the Soul Sect Master is not without allies.

But in that case, you have to deal with the harassment of decent monks every day, so how can you have time to practice.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a long-term plan for continuing to hunt for souls.

At least we have to wait until the limelight of this matter has passed.

Thinking of this, Sect Master Hun thought of another soul among the hundred souls—the heart of the wood spirit.

"Speaking of which, Qianran and the others have been out for more than a month according to the clues provided by Shadow, and I don't know how they are doing? Have you caught Mu Wanzhi?"

"Alas, today's broken world is simply the end of us monks. What a mess..."

Sect Master Hun left the practice room cursing.

He was going to [Shadow] to see if there was any news about Duan Qianran and the others.

(End of this chapter)